"I need snuggles."
You see, we have a routine. Hubby gets home from work and we go snuggle for a bit and talk about our day. I thought it was for me. My love languages are time and touch. I have a very real need for snuggle time but I was in the zone. I chose NOT to have that snuggle time so that I could get my jobs done before the kids were in bed. He kept coming up to me at the sink and cuddling (which I LOVE, I'd wash dishes all day if it meant that he'd be there) but I didn't realize that HE needed that snuggle time just as much as I did.
So I dropped everything, left the dishes that just needed to be rinsed, and went to snuggle with the man of my dreams. Our relationship is more important than dirty dishes, unmopped floors, and vacation preparation. We're already beginning to grow old together. He's losing more hair (and I love the feel of the peach fuzz that's replacing it! lol) and I have several more sparkles (grays) than last year.